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Posts Tagged “angst”

I recently hit over 5000 unique views, which is quite odd as I don’t tell anyone to read what I put here, because I’m not a moron.

So, I decided to give a little back to my viewers.

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Okay, I lied. The truth is I hate everyone so much that I edit their face and imagine them being bludgeoned, repetitively, by the blunt end of a trident. To calm my nerves, I photoshop their picture with a fat dude, so every time I want to remove their spleen with my bare hands, I simply laugh at how stupid their new look is. It works great.

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You may remember the fat dude — we’ll call him Harold — from a previous entry.

Hey, Harold. We’ll be deciding whether a picture deserves a facepunch or not. Unfortunately, most people won’t be worthy of such respect, but give it a few years and I’m sure enough angst will be spewed like lava fresh from the mohorovachic.

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Hippy definitely gets a facepunch. I mean, look at him… don’t you just want to punch him in the face? I know I do. He’d enjoy it though, and would likely consume my hand as well.

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Dave is quite proud of himself. However, he is only worthy of praise; not facepunching.

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While Ash does erroneously think she has over 9000 awesome points when she doesn’t, this still isn’t worthy of a facepunch.

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Stop staring at me like that, Casey.

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Erin torments me constantly about her failure to beat me in any game. Even so, this does not warrant the glory of a facepunch. My apologies.

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Even my sister can’t escape my wrath.

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Flake is a ham so I just pasted Ben Stein’s face on him. I fucking hate Ben Stein. Two punches for you, asshole.